In the whisper of the evening breeze,
Notes linger like a gentle sigh,
Stars blink to the rhythm of dreams,
As the moon hums a lullaby.

Shadows waltz with forgotten tunes,
While echoes of laughter fade,
The night composes its symphony,
In a world where silence is swayed.

Each chord paints a memory,
On the canvas of the night sky,
Hearts beat in sync with the melody,
As time quietly passes by.

Harmony weaves through the darkness,
Binding souls with unseen threads,
In the quietude of twilight’s grace,
Music speaks what words have left unsaid.